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hands
Came up by myself elevated
Came up and doors opened elevator
I mix flavors I don't even separate em
I even buy guns just for decoration
I'll put em

(Fall)
(It's the Fall)
(These bitches gone fall)
(I guarantee you Fredo)
You ever been fucked by an Eater, she lay in yo bed and tell You she love

Rain on Me

Spur of the Moment

Urban Renewal

2006

more, no more, no more
See, I made up my mind 'cause I've wasted my time
Ain't nothin' here to keep me warm

And over and over I tried
Yet over

boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)

Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm

it's go time
Go time
And I ain't ever quitting till it's all mine
Give me that
So smooth when I'm in the mix
You know Free
Nobody do it like do it like

seeing rats on they knees
Crying to me saying can we get some g
Hell naw
I ain't trying to hear that its just to much outta line
If you wanna brake my time

act for that my ends eat
You can’t call the noise from your side
When my team play they playing for keeps
No time wasted on fakes ones
No love lost foe

Want to taste some major?
Moto racer
I be on that
See you later

I'm alive and I'm lit
I don't waste time about shit
I shut shit down in the mix
Catch me

You're such a selfish ho
What did I love her fo'?
I was in your spell, so I was senseless blind
You turned into my spine
You wasted all my time
I was

the rope
Hood rich buying kids shit every time I come near Springdale store
I'ma always keep it g 100 percent ain't no hoe in me
The hoe in me on my playa

Shots fired from rooftops
'cause I got that guap
Surrounded by Rydas like bugs in a shoe box
Aiming at your face like it's
My favorite thing to do (Pop)

redBull just to stay  awake 
Time to clear my mind so I’m billing up Paper plane 

It’s only been 2 decades 
But I seen Seen so much shit I got a headache

Garnett
Rolling up the reefer
That shit mad stanky
Still aint fucking with too many
Cause they mad janky
By the time that shit was pearled
It's looking mad

the cashmere sweater
Had to roll up the sleeves so the drip drop better
Even in gridlock, don't shit stop
Any time I spin out, my lowest was just a pit stop

time
But I still recognize my handprints on those rocks
Yet all of those cycles wasted to climb again are reduced to a fall
One fall that I again never

the cedi get the Mulla,
Get the Dollar get the Pounds so
Ti be sambani

[Verse 2: Gingsen]
You know what time it is
Generation G greatest God
Gingsen deh yah

Newark, by JG
What is Newark?
Newark, is like a big ass wall
A city, made out of bricks
And every time you try to destroy it
It rebuilds

What are

Ey

You know what time it is

It’s your boy Leb

Listen

I am the realest in my city if you doubt me ask

all my niggas know me I’m the realest if

I'm the highest in the room you can already tell
Don't check on me you can see I'm doing well
Making my money by using a scale
I run it up off big

all that
My mother's a witch and my daddy's a hunchback
And nobody could fuck with me
I used to drive a hearse to school, G
With a stiff hangin' out

be United like Stateside
I would have blown up by then like Joe

Me and broski just vibin' with it
Are you hearin' the beat? Man's slidin' with it

I got a message in a bottle   
Wrote up real nice like
It read retire, and I mean by tonight, tonight
They must've drank out that bottle, so

videogames
Got 2 tattoos because of those days
Don't remember any of the rage
By all the good times, it was outweighed
Showed me the music I listen to
Papa

to know my kids

This is the story of a man I met on some time that I was doing
His message got me checking all of the choices I'd been choosing